After teasing the important minister, he took it seriously

The south is humid, raining for several days in a row, it cleared up this morning, but within a few hours, the rain and mist piled up, turning under the dark clouds, but you can see the majestic palaces, the Zhuwa flying, and the palaces are cold.

Thousands of miles of golden and purple thunder light descended from the pole of the dome, and the surrounding fields were bright. The sound of rapid thunder was like a thunderbolt, which shocked a servant girl in Changle Palace and dropped the medicine bowl in her hand.

The jade in the medicine bowl is warm and moist, so thin that it can almost be called ingenious workmanship, the sound of breaking is like a spring, calm and moving, and the dark red soup and medicine are splashing everywhere.

The woman who was sitting on the edge of the bed and kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief suddenly turned her head, her eyebrows furrowed, and before she could speak, the palace servant fell to her knees with a plop, her slender figure trembling like reeds in the rain, her face was pale, Weeping: "I beg your mother to forgive me, the slaves don't have a heart..."

Thirty-three of the women she calls her empress are beautiful and snow-skinned, with delicate complexions. They don't look more than twenty years old, and the decorations around them are very graceful. Empress Dowager of the Zhou Dynasty.

The late emperor Li Zhao was weak and his harem was empty, and he did not leave any sons and daughters behind until the eve of his death. The imperial court had no choice but to find a dozen or so children of the right age in the clan and send them to the regent Li Yan and Taifu Xie Mingyue one by one to make offerings. People choose.

The young man whose cheeks were burning red was exactly what Li Yan liked, and Xie Mingyue had nothing to do with him, so he ascended the throne from a little vassal prince who had his whole family released and had no title but no real job. God, it's been two months now.

Empress Dowager Jing Jiayu was already filled with anxiety and fear due to the persistent high fever of the young emperor. Fang heard the roar of thunder and felt even more terrified. She showed no mercy to the palace maid who knelt on the ground and kowtowed until her forehead oozes blood. It is really unlucky to break the jade bowl when you are ill, and you have a rebellious heart. Drag it down and send it to the clothing bureau, and give it thirty sticks first, and then wait for it to be punished!"

The maidservant's eyes were terrified, and before she had time to ask for mercy, her lips were gagged by the guards at the door. The two of them strangled the girl's arms and dragged her out of Changle Palace abruptly.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Jing Jiayu turned her head away, and put her hand on the young emperor's forehead, the tentacles were scorching hot, so hot that the tears she had just withdrawn were about to fall again, sobbing: "Min'er..."

Jing Eryang stood beside the bed, holding on to the hanging curtain, frowning tightly, looking at the unconscious young emperor, while his younger sister was still sobbing, her throat was faint, and it was heartbreaking to hear.

But he started to listen to it when Emperor Shaodi passed out, and it was more than three days earlier when he heard it now, and now he didn't feel sad, it only made him bored, so he said impatiently: "Queen Mother, take a rest first, there is an imperial physician to attend to you." Woolen cloth."

Jing Jiayu suppressed her anger before, but now she was sad and angry when she heard her mother and brother talk to her like this, and shouted: "Min'er has just arrived in the palace, and there are no caring and delicate attendants, and no prudent and appropriate servants around me." In-laws, how can the Ai family rest assured if they don't guard them personally!"

Her words scolded Jing Eryang. In front of all the imperial physicians and maidservants in the palace, Jing Eryang couldn't keep his face. The young emperor had a high fever, so he entered the palace immediately when he got the news. Undressed, he stayed by the young emperor's bed all the time, never even stepped out of the Changle Palace, but was reprimanded by his younger sister for not being prudent and prudent in public. He became dizzy for a while and retorted: "The empress dowager is so worried and caring for your majesty, how dare you even give orders to your majesty?" If you study all night and if you don't follow suit, you will be reprimanded, if the Queen Mother did not order His Majesty to kneel in the rain to think about your mistakes, how could such an innocent disaster happen!"

The pointed long phoenix-patterned armor pointed at Jing Eryang, the queen mother's phoenix eyes widened, and she couldn't hide her disbelief. She was trembling with anger, and scolded: "Presumptuous! You have only been an uncle for a few days, and you dare to do the same thing like that!" Aijia speak!" Before the words fell, tears rolled down like beads.

After Jing Eryang finished speaking, he already regretted it. Seeing his sister crying, he regretted it even more. His face turned red and then turned pale. Looking around, he saw that the servants and maids in the palace held their breaths, as if they hadn't heard at all, and said softly: "It's all ministers It's not right, the minister is also concerned about it, causing chaos, worrying about His Majesty and the empress, and making a slip of the tongue, please forgive me."

The empress dowager was even more aggrieved, "Is it for yourself that Ai's family urges Min'er to study? Min'er is used to being loose at home, and the old lady is used to those books. Zhou, when you and I first came to Beijing, we have no foundation in Beijing, if Min'er has no foundation, who can protect him?"

Jing Eryang half-kneeled in front of the queen mother, coaxing: "My lady, Min'er is now the emperor, the most respected person in the world, why does he need others to protect him?"

The Empress Dowager spoke indiscriminately, "Then Xie Mingyue's power is so great that killing three emperors in one day..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Eryang's face changed suddenly, regardless of his dignity, he interrupted hastily: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

Only then did the Queen Mother realize what she had said, and her complexion turned from red to white.

There is silence in the hall, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

Suddenly the sound of thunder was deafening, the Empress Dowager's shoulders trembled, her eyes quickly turned around on everyone's faces, as if she was trying to find a secret work arranged by Xie Mingyue in Changle Palace, of course she couldn't see anything, tremblingly said : "Brother."

Although Jing Eryang was afraid in his heart, he didn't want to show his timidity in front of the queen mother, so he could only comfort him: "It's all right, empress, it's all right."

"If, if Grand Tutor Xie finds out about it," Jing Jiayu was even more frightened, "What if he destroys Min'er in a fit of anger?"

No wonder Jing Jiayu was afraid, but it was because Xie Mingyue was too presumptuous. She was accused of being disrespectful to the late emperor and was unworthy of being a king. In one day, she killed three heirs who had announced to the court. It was the time of the late emperor's funeral, so cruel and merciless However, he has dominated the government for many years, has many party members, and holds a heavy army. Even if he is so rebellious, the courtiers have nothing to do except go to the temple to cry for the late emperor.

When Li Yin was called into the capital, Jing Jiayu's first feeling was not the joy of parent-child being the emperor, but the shock. Xie Mingyue killed the three emperors. She was a woman who stayed at home and knew it in Anzhou, far away from the capital. Li Yin was young, and his father, King Ping, died early. Jing Jiayu was born in a humble family, the daughter of a small servant. Because of her beauty, King Ping liked her very much, and she continued to be his heir. She had no relatives to rely on. As a concubine, if she brought her son to Beijing, wouldn't it be a sheep going into a tiger's mouth?

The clan's summons had to be obeyed, so Jing Jiayu had no choice but to bring her son to Beijing. Li Yankuanren specially ordered Jing Eryang to accompany him.

A group of people arrived in the capital, but it was completely different from what they had imagined. Li Yin became a righteous emperor, and Jing Jiayu changed from an inconspicuous widowed princess to a queen mother of Zhou Dynasty. In the deep palace, of course he couldn't see Xie Mingyue, a foreign minister. The fear only lasted for a few days, and then disappeared with the ensuing splendor of wealth.

Today's slip of the tongue reminded her of the fear that she couldn't breathe when she first heard the rumor.

"Your Majesty, don't think wildly," Jing Eryang suppressed his fear and said with relief, "Your Majesty is pleased by the Regent, even if..." He lowered his voice, "Even if Grand Tutor Xie gains power again, he will not be able to surpass the Regent, the Regent He is the younger brother loved by the late emperor, a real relative of the emperor."

Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed across the expressionless faces of the female officials of Changle Palace.

What is Mr. Xie's identity, and what are their identities?How could the regent offend Grand Tutor Xie for them?It was whimsical and stupid.

Besides, Li Yan was not in Beijing at this time, even if Xie Mingyue really wanted to do something to the three of them, who could stop them?

Jing Jiayu didn't believe it, but the situation couldn't help her not believing it, she grabbed Jing Eryang's hand as if grasping the last straw, and murmured: "Yes, the regent likes you, the regent likes you."

The young emperor who was on the collapse suddenly gasped a few times.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and Jing Jiayu said urgently: "Min'er, Min'er, wake up, mother is here, mother is here."

It's a pity that Li Yin didn't open his eyes because of Jing Jiayu's call, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the speed of his chest rising and falling was shocking, Jing Eryang said: "Prince doctor! Come quickly and see what's wrong with Your Majesty! "

The imperial physician formed a circle in front of the bed, Jing Eryang glanced at the clustered nephew, supported Jing Jiayu who was standing beside him in a state of anxiety, and without opening his mouth, the very winking maid brought the chair and put it gently on the bed. In front of Jing Jiayu, the Empress Dowager Qing sat down respectfully.

Jing Jiayu couldn't do anything, so she had to sit down and hold her brother's hand tightly, "Min'er is the Son of Heaven, with God's blessing, Min'er will be fine, everything will be fine."

"The Son of Heaven has his own dragon energy around him, so why would he get sick because of a little ailment in the world, the Queen Mother can relax." Jing Eryang answered.

Li Yin no longer had the strength to open his mouth, and the imperial doctor tried to give medicine to no avail, so he had to carefully pry open the emperor's lips and pour in spoonfuls.

Seriously ill people use warming and tonic medicinal materials to warm and nourish the meridians, treat people to recover slowly, and then gradually figure it out. This is the idea of ​​the imperial physicians.

But the little emperor still had a high fever no matter what, and now the air intake is too much and the output air is less, they don't care about any medical theory, they just want to use tiger wolf medicine first to wake up Li Yin, even if they really want to die, they can't die silently like this, It's like being too healed to die.

Li Yin's cheeks were no longer bright red, and slowly turned white, which fell in the eyes of the imperial physicians as if they were urging him to die.

Because of the matter of setting up the new emperor, there was a huge disturbance in the imperial court, and it was hard to choose a candidate who was satisfied with the regent. Grand Tutor Xie had no objections. Now if they died of a fever in the palace, those imperial physicians who were waiting in front of the bed would have to be buried with the little emperor. !

The old doctor with white beard and hair tremblingly clasped Li Yin's wrist, the little emperor's pulse was weak and seemed to be weakening gradually.

Jing Jiayu regained her composure a little bit, seeing the faces of the imperial physicians were ashen, Li Yin even slowed down her breathing, somehow she got up from the chair abruptly, the imperial physicians did not dare to stop them, they all knelt beside the bed, letting her pounce Hugging Li Yin and crying loudly, while crying, he looked fiercely at the imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground shaking like chaff, "My son, my son—someone, drag these quack doctors out and kill them. kill them all!"

The guards looked at each other, not knowing whether to act or not.

The imperial physicians were all from the Xinglin family, so they were different from the humble palace people, and it was even more different to send people to the clothes bureau to beat the board, and drag them out to behead them.

As a result, no one moved in the hall, and the woman's sharp wailing was mixed with the sound of rain, making it extremely terrifying and desolate.

Jing Eryang stood in a daze, unable to think of how to comfort his grieving sister.

Many things flashed through his mind. Li Yin died, and he died at a young age. He had no achievements, was unpopular, and was not the son of the late emperor. He was not even allowed to enter the ancestral hall. Queen Mother, of course he will not be the uncle of the country.

Don't talk about the glory and wealth of the uncle of the country, if it was known that the death of the little emperor was related to his sister, Jing Eryang shuddered, and he would definitely not be able to escape the responsibility.

The little emperor's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He felt very hot. For a person like him who was always cold all year round, this temperature was no different from roasting.

There were people crying around, their voices were sharp and piercing. Many people cried like this, but no one dared to lose their composure in front of him like this.

The cracking headache upset him so much that he murmured.

Jing Jiayu's crying stopped instantly.

She stared blankly at her son with eyes that were like peach pits, and she reacted in the next moment, hugging the little emperor even tighter, she was overjoyed, "My son is the Son of Heaven, God bless my son, God bless my son !"

Jing Eryang kicked away the imperial physician who was kneeling at Jing Jiayu's feet, and walked to the bed in three steps at a time. Seeing the little emperor's lips open and close, he wept with joy, and said, "Your Majesty is safe, it's really a blessing of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Jing Jiayu lowered her head, tears fell on the little emperor's white and tender face, she said softly, "Are you thirsty? But I need water."

The young man's weak and hoarse voice came to her ears word for word. She thought she had heard it wrong, and her eyes widened for a moment.

"Queen?" Jing Eryang looked at her unpredictable expression and said cautiously, "What did Your Majesty say?"

Jing Jiayu's lips trembled and she didn't dare to answer. She just heard her son, the young emperor who had been burned for three days and narrowly escaped death, say, "Tell Xie Mingyue to get out of here in the palace."

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